Seven Screaming Diz-Busters Lyrics

They held their heads with laughs of pain

They learned from men who'd just refrain

From glancing at a mirror's face

Seven screaming diz-busters who lurked by a rose

Had iron for a bloodstream and ice behind their eyes



On each and all those holy nights

Where dusters dust becomes the sale and lucifer, the light



They're long so long this time of year

When stars be crossed by twirling fear

You don't suppose I'd prove surprised

Seven screaming diz-busters should go the route and die

Without the warmth they learn to crave

With hardened smiles and evil signs



On each and all those holy nights

Where dusters dust becomes the sale and lucifer, the light



Bury me near the secret cove so they'll not know the way

Bury me there, behind the rose so they'll not rile my grave

I'll not reveal whose name still loose

Well their laugh of pain...And their harder smiles...

And their rigid arms...And their evil signs...

Longer days and the longer nights

And their longer, and longer still



On each and all those holy nights

Where dusters dust becomes the sale and lucifer, the light